I Do Not Turn Around
A Sunday story, as told to me by others. I hear his car pulling into the garage. Over the drum of the twins arguing in the living room...
Not My Steps
A Sunday Story. ”What. The. Fuck,” my mother screams from downstairs. “What the ever-loving fuck!” I hear her from my bedroom, the room...
More Presents
It's been a while since I had a Sunday Story. This one came just in time for Christmas, and though it is not very merry, I hope yours...
Gone for the Winter
Another Sunday Story, but on Monday, because for some reason it was just so hard to put this one together. And even now, it isn't really...
Me Too
Another Sunday Story, but on a Monday. “Hey,” I say breathlessly, sitting down across from my friend. She looks up at me. Her eyes are...
Believe
Searching through my pages and pages of stories this morning, I came to this one. And for some reason I feel compelled to share it...